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lou

Nov 13, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

SHE

She's empty, a recepticle ,translucent.
No obvious personality ,
Deconstructed.

She is battered and bruised
Misused.
Frightened to emerge.
terrified he might see.

Playing dead, guarding
her sanity.
defending a personal reality.

Recieving body blows,
crushing all self esteem.
Grinding her to a tiny nub.

Tiny crumb of self
remains, .Something to hold onto.
When all else has fled.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

About the Author

Region, Country: West London, GBR

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda , Jack Kerouac, Alan Ginsberg, D.H Lawrence, Jim Morrison's lyrics,

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Comments

14 years 8 months ago

Powerful

and in such few words! Very descriptive write lou. You captured the essence of abuse perfectly.

14 years 8 months ago

Rett

Thank you

Lou

14 years 8 months ago

Lol

Anyone would think you love me lol

Much love Louise

Z

14 years 8 months ago

hi

louise what powerful words you use on a hard topic
like abuse , and a very sad ending, well wrote lou,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,zigs x

14 years 8 months ago

Zigs

Thanks mate xx

14 years 8 months ago

Truly powerful!...

i like that you retain some hope for the salvation of the tortured soul. " Tiny crumb of self remains,. Something to hold onto. When all else has fled". love ya, ~ Gee

Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

14 years 8 months ago

Lou

Lou,

enjoyed this one. Nice short verses but giving a mass of description within each.

A tough subject, but crafted and executed well.

My only niggle is that I don't like 'nub'...can't tell you why, but each read finds me stuck on that word.

cheers,

HS